Urban's Fury: The War Dragon God-Chapter 1611: Broken Self Sword Intent

A slash of sword light directly severed the knife light before him and instantly burrowed into the body of Mad Blade Ren Jiuxiao. Normally, this sword might not be enough to take Ren Jiuxiao's life, after all, Mad Blade was a reputed master.

But under Li Feng's internal and external onslaught, Ren Jiuxiao simply couldn't exert his full strength. After the explosion of the Domineering Purple Flame's Fire Seeds, Mad Blade's martial power was completely suppressed. He tried to disperse this Domineering Purple Flame, but the Sword Energy he could muster only served as fuel.

The Domineering Purple Flame grew with the wind, undoubtedly throwing Ren Jiuxiao into disarray.

Li Feng grasped this moment perfectly. After all, Li Feng was a seasoned warrior on the outside, every opportunity he seized was a certain hit, and when you are sick, he takes your life.

This time Li Feng did not hold back.

After learning about the brutality of the Sixth Ring from the elder, Li Feng knew he had no way to retreat. Even if he wanted to leave a way out, others wouldn't leave him one.

Since arriving at Ancestor Dragon City, he felt it was a civilization where the strong dominated, where the weak were prey for the strong. If you are strong, you are right. As for the weak, who would listen to you?

Just like a lion would never listen to an ant's rambling, only lift a foot to crush it.

Ren Jiuxiao's head was directly severed from his neck and flew into the air, and even in mid-air, his face was filled with disbelief—how could it be?

The old man following Broken Sword Li Lang also showed a trace of surprise. Li Lang did not expect Mad Blade to die.

After all, Mad Blade was a master of equal fame with him. Though the two disliked each other, their martial techniques bore striking similarities, and they drank together despite their opposing paths.

To him, Mad Blade's death was inexplicable. Even though he admitted the opponent's sword was indeed sharp, it was far from enough to kill Mad Blade.

Li Feng flicked the blood off the King Sword and looked ahead, "Who's next?"

Broken Sword Li Lang directly stepped forward, no longer with the previous arrogance of Mad Blade, and looked at Li Feng, "Being able to kill Mad Blade, you are worth me drawing this sword."

Li Lang no longer worried about how it was done. The point was that Mad Blade was dead, his head severed after a single strike, and although he couldn't discern the opponent's methods, it also showed that the opponent was not simple.

Regarding Li Feng, Li Lang didn't have much understanding, but he knew from Zeng Liang and others that Li Feng had just arrived from the Lower Three Rings.

People from the Lower Three Rings indeed had some excellence, but looking at Li Feng's age, even if he was brilliant, he obviously had little foundation.

If given some time, perhaps Li Feng could grow rapidly, but unfortunately, this world was one where the strong preyed on the weak.

Li Lang composed himself and grasped the sword hilt without further ado, "My sword is the Broken Sword."

"When the sword is drawn, it severs the sky, severs the earth, and severs the self."

Having said that, Li Lang directly drew the sword from the scabbard, then a slash of sword light pierced through the sky, and Li Lang swung his sword.

Broken Self Sword.

Even with heaven and earth, it's unstoppable.

Li Feng raised his eyes to look at the opponent's sword. As Sword Intent emerged as if the world was newly opened, this sword directly severed the sky, broke the earth, and with a resolute determination, it faced the enemy—even if I die, my enemy must lose half a life.

This Broken Sword's intent was stronger than Mad Blade's, even more resolute than Mad Blade.

With this sword, it's either the enemy's death or my demise.

Facing such a sword, Li Feng's cards were indeed too few; he could only unleash the full power of the Domineering Purple Flame at the moment the sword was drawn, while exerting all his strength to resist.

The King Sword swung out, its sword light met the Broken Sword's Sword Intent.

However, while Li Feng's sword was sharp, it lacked momentum, and was far from having the unstoppable intent of the Broken Self Sword.

In an instant, the sword light shattered.

Following that, the sword light entered Li Feng's body. Even though the Domineering Purple Flame and close-fitting Vigorous Armor blocked most of the Sword Qi, the Sword Intent of the opponent's sword was formless and could not be blocked, directly entering his body.

"Li Feng."

The three women saw Li Feng spit out a mouthful of blood, kneeling on one knee, and worriedly looked at Li Feng.

Zeng Liang and others saw this, and couldn't help but laugh loudly. Originally, Li Feng taking down Mad Blade had startled them.

Zeng Liang was extremely glad he had insured himself by bringing three Golden Cores with him. If he had tried to save money and only hired Mad Blade, they would have capsized twice in the same ditch, and whether they could return alive this time was a concern.

"The Broken Sword, this sword indeed severs the sky, severs the earth, severs the self, astonishingly strong."

"Indeed, although this Broken Sword is just one sword, there are not many who can withstand it. The ferocity of this Broken Sword is even more severe than Mad Blade's."

Several people whispered, Broken Sword Li Lang did not have the melodramatic story of Ren Jiuxiao. Li Lang also came up from the Lower Three Rings, but Li Lang was more clear-headed. Li Lang only obtained a residency and did not establish a clan.

However, this guy was also somewhat arrogant and did not accept recruitment from other families, choosing to be a freelance Golden Core.

In the Sixth Ring, a freelancer meant fighting alone, without power, without influence, living in solitude. Although free, there was no family protection. Naturally, compared with a family, the cultivation resources were much less, but yet the experts among freelancers still lived well.

After all, Ancestor Dragon City is a world where strength is supreme, with strength, even freelancers can mix well.

Zeng Liang and others looked at Li Feng, kneeling on one knee, and walked forward, looking at Li Feng, who was still breathing but apparently not far from death.

"Weren't you quite arrogant? Are you still arrogant now?"

Zeng Liang was about to make a move to avenge the grudge from the city gate earlier. At this moment, the three women of Zi Yan rushed up. With a move of the bowstring in Zi Yan's hand, an arrow like a shooting star instantly shot towards Zeng Liang, who awkwardly dodged but still had his hair scattered by this arrow.

Ran Yue and Xiao Luobing directly activated the Spiritual Armor on their bodies, protecting Li Feng.

"Want to move him? Have you asked us?"

Zi Yan furrowed her brows with a cold expression.

Zeng Liang looked at Zi Yan, who faced him with a cold face, first in disbelief, then burst into laughter, "Just the three of you, and you want to resist?"

"I'll play with you a bit then."

After Zeng Liang spoke, he rushed forward. Zi Yan's eyes flashed a cold color and she picked up her bow again. Zeng Liang sneered and, with a dragon-like movement, charged straight towards Zi Yan. Zi Yan released the bowstring and once again shot an arrow.

However, this time, Zeng Liang, prepared, did not dodge. A barrier appeared from his body, directly deflecting this arrow.

"Haha, having suffered once, would I suffer a second time?"

This time Zeng Liang came, not only with three Golden Core fighters but also borrowing a protective Magic Treasure.

Zi Yan was merely at Foundation Establishment, and though her bow was a Spiritual Weapon, its power wasn't enough to break through this Protective Barrier.

"You dare shoot again, I'll stand still to let you shoot."

Zeng Liang looked at Zi Yan with extreme arrogance, striding towards her. Zi Yan's face was sullen as water, repeatedly drawing arrows to shoot at Zeng Liang. Meanwhile, Zeng Liang's entourage, seeing Zi Yan's desperate struggle, couldn't help but laugh heartily.

"Leave that to Zeng Liang, these two will be ours."

The other few people were also eager to try.